WHO BUT GOD

The sky is blue
The grass is green
The sun a bright, bright yellow
The stars do sparkle in the night
The moon a luminescent light
The earth so round a perfect sphere
Who but God could have put them here

- Cheryle (Griggs) Bayard, 2003

ELVIS, THE KING OF ROCK AND ROLL


Oh Lord, you have taken him away.
Dear Lord, bless his soul this day, I pray.

Oh Lord, I know that you loved him so.
Dear Lord, I pray that you he did know.

Oh Lord, I pray you saved him for he had soul.
Dear Lord, for he was " The King of ROCK and ROLL" 

 Written day after learning of Elvis' death. Aug. 17, 1977
                                              - Cheryle (Griggs) Bayard,  Aug. 16, 1978


 

IN MEMORY OF ELVIS

Elvis was truly a king.
His golden voice still rings.

A year has passed since his daeth.
But he hasn't taken his last breath.

For his memory will still live on.
Just as the recording of his first song.

"My Happiness" was his start.
He'll live on in all our hearts.

Elvis' ledgend will never grow old.
For he was raised on Rock and Soul.
-

                                             - Cheryle (Griggs) Bayard,  Aug. 16, 1978

EVA, WAS HER NAME

A girl named Eva came to stay
From Spain a place very far away

She spoke several languages of which English was one
Her smile radiated from her face like that of the sun

Eva's' manner was very gentle and calm with a warm caring heart
Anyone who has been graced by her presence will know from the start

As you travel the earth and meet many people far and near
May you have a wonderful life and God bless you, Eva dear

                                         - Cheryle (Griggs) Bayard

JUST REMEMBER

Don't ever be afraid
Don't ever be discouraged

For the Lord will give you courage
And will help you to be brave

For He knows all that's to befall you
And He'll always be your guide

He will never, never fail you
If by His side you will abide


 - Cheryle (Griggs) Bayard - 1981


 

MY FRIEND

Did I ever tell you about my friend, Jesus Christ?
He makes life worth living both day and night

He greets me in the morning with His shining grace
And He tucks me in at bedtime with a smile on my face

For He is so wonderful and marvelous for He is King
And someday I'll meet Him for He washes away my sin

Yes, Jesus is my Lord and Savior and my friend
I'll surely stand before Him when this life draws to an end

                                                  - Cheryle (Griggs) Bayard

LOVE

My love for you goes deeper than the deepest depths of the sea. 
No one can fathom its depths for no one can fathom how deep it goes. 
It reaches higher than the clouds up in the sky. 
And is wider than the East is from the West and on into infinity. 
There is no way to measure love because it cannot be contained. 
It knows no bounds but can scale any wall no matter how high it may be. 
It has the capacity to forgive and to forgive again. 

It will come alive when nurtured by the caring of another,
like a gentle flower opening for the first time in the spring. 

If it has the proper elements then it can flourish into
the most beautiful thing that any eye can behold. 

Love goes beyond any thought or emotion for it touches the very soul of man. 
It cannot be explained by mortal man even though he may make an attempt to do so. 
Because he will never in his limited knowledge be able to comprehend the thoughts and mind and heart of God. 

For God is love and who can explain God, but God himself. 
Oh, to know God, would be to know love. 
I believe that we (mortal man) have only touched the tip of the iceberg. 
For God's love would be contained in so many volumes that man could not be able to take them in, in a life time of reading. 
So we must settle for, in our limited ways to know God for a moment and thereby learn to love in his infinite ways. 
So how deep is that love that we know so little about?
And how high can it reach? And how wide is infinity anyway? 
If God is love, then do I love at all???     

-Cheryle (Griggs) Bayard

OH DEATH, WHERE IS THY STING? 

If I should die and leave you 
Do not mourn my passing on 
For I go from whence I came 

If you must cry, then weep with tears of joy 
For now I know no more pain or sorrow 
I do not fear for my tomorrows 
My feelings of loneliness are gone 
I
 have in reality finally come home
I shall await upon that distant shore 
Till again I shall see your face 
And be with you once more

-Cheryle (Griggs) Bayard  11/15/02


 

WHERE IS HE?

Mary cried, as she looked into the tomb
Mary sighed, as she was filled with gloom

Where have they taken him, my dear sweet Lord?
How could they do such a thing to the one I adored?

"What shall I do?" She cried
"Where shall I go?" She sighed

These were her words as she left that place
Which now had become just and empty space

As she went on her way with despair in her eyes
She cried out, "Why did he have to die?"

Before her stood a man who looked like any other
Why, it could be the gardener or someones brother


She lifted her head towards the heavenly skies
And looked into the face of one whom she didn't recogonize

He spoke to her and called her by name
Who was this man who seemed so strange?

She looked deep into his eyes, hers racked with pain
Why of course, it's you, Jesus, you've come back again!

He said to her, "Mary, don't be afraid, it's only me.                  

Then she knew it was he whom she'd come to see


Mary reached out her hand to touch her dear Master
But he told her she should not until after

I must go to the Father and then I'll return
Go tell my disciples for I know their hearts yearn

To be with me always by my side
But it's with my father I must abide

He knows the desires of alll their hearts
So the Holy Spirit he will impart

He will comfort them in my absence
For he and I and the Father are one in essence

So Mary, please, no more grieving dear
For through the Spirit I'll always be near

Remember, my sheep will know my voice
So rise up, be glad and rejoice

-Cheryle (Griggs) Bayard

KITTY

There once was a dog named, "Kitty"
He grew up in the country not the city

He loved to bark and especially to howl
Like most male dogs he loved to prowl

Yes, Kitty was a lovable poochie
He had a friend who knew the Hoochie-poochie

They'd roam the town just at dusk
What a time they'd have and come home on the bus

What a pair, you'd ever find
You could make a bet of one thin dime

That every time these two got together
They'd make it home no matter what the weather

They stayed friends for many years
Had lots of laughs and a few tears

All their lives they frolicked and played
What a great pair, till the end of their days

-Cheryle (Griggs) Bayard  05/99

SARAH LOUISE

Sarah Louise, we loved you so
Even though we didn't know

You'd only be here for a short while
Thoughts of you still bring a smile

We know that you are happiest
Being in heaven ever so blessed

You brought us joy even though we didn't meet
And thoughts of you are ever so sweet

It saddened our hearts to see you go
But God's plan he had to show

God had his reasons for taking you away
There are lessons we must learn each day

You taught us that God must come first
That is why you left us here on earth

One day we will get to meet you, Sarah, dear
We'll reach out and touch you and hold you so near

You were a gift from God you see
A part of us you'll always be

The joy you brought cannot be measured
It's in our hearts forever treasured

Just think of all the relatives you'll meet
While sitting there at Jesus' feet

There's our Aunt Jo and Gramma Alma Louise
And many others who we know will be pleased

Why there's your Aunt Linda Rae and Grampa Frank
Oh, dear God, we really do give thanks

For giving us, Sarah, a mere child
To help us become more meek and mild

The daughter you gave us will always be dear
For she showed us your love ever so clear

Sarah Louise, was her name
She was here for a moment just the same

-Cheryle (Griggs) Bayard  1984

IS THIS THE FINAL HOUR?

Do you see the time?
It's drawing very close
When Christ will return
With His angelic host

It will be a time
Such as never was before
For "The Ancient of Days"
Will soon close the final door


Do you see the time?
For your redemption draws nigh
He'll come so quickly
In the twinkling of an eye

It will be a time
Such as never was before
For "The Ancient of Days"
Will soon close the final door


Do you see the time?
Be ready, waiting, even in the night
Keep your lamp lights burning
With the oil of His delight

It will be a time
Such as never was before
For "The Ancient of Days"
Will soon close the final door


Do you see the time?
The fields are growing snowy white
The great harvest is ready
Christ's return is in sight

It will be a time
Such as never was before
For "The Ancient of days"
Will soon close the final door


Do you see the time
Christ is waiting at the door
He's knocking and knocking
Doesn't anyone care any more?

It will be a time
Such as never was before
For "the Ancient of Days"
Will soon close the final door


Do you see the time?
Your salvation is at hand
So open your heart's door
Let Him in, take a stand

It will be a time
Such as never was before
For "The Ancient of Days"
Will soon close the final door


Do you see the time?
The earth is tremblin and quaken
For the end is at hand
And all things will be shaken

It will be a time
Such as never was before
For "The Ancient of Days"
Will soon close the final door


Do you see the time?
It is the time of the end
Have faith in His coming
Do not waver or bend

It will be a time
Such as never was before
For "The ancient of Days"
Will soon close the final door


Do you see the time?
The days are growing more evil
Soon God will return
To deliver His people

It will be a time
Such as never was before
For "The Ancient of Days"
Will soon close the final door


Do you see the time?
The last trumpet will sound
There'll be a great shout
Every knee shall bow down

It will be a time
Such as never was before
For "The Ancient of Days"
Will soon close the final door


Do you see the time?
It's almost midnight
Soon Christ shall appear
In all His glory and might

It will be a time
Such as never was before
For "The Ancient of Days"
Will soon close the final door

-Cheryle (Griggs) Bayard  2001
 

THE CALLING

A prophet's call is not one of gain
It is by God that he is ordained

His job is not one of glory and praise
And he must speak the truth all his days

No matter what the cost, the ridicule or the shame
He is willing to lay down his life and not seek fame

For God gave the calling to only a few
Because he knew their hearts had to be true

There are many that say they have received the call
But their lives show they haven't given their all

These true men of God have great pain to bear
They see all the wrong, the world in despair

Their hearts cry aloud, there's anguish in their voice
God's judgment is coming, you'd better make a choice

They ask the question, so who will it be?
The choice is either God or self, you see.

-Cheryle (Griggs) Bayard

JESUS WAS HIS NAME

There once was a man known for his great love
God, the Father had sent him from heaven above

He lived his life here on earth, like you and I
He knew his purpose  in life was to die

Yes, he died a death unlike any other
A death no one understood not even his mother

But, his love was so great that he gave up his life
So that we might have peace, not a life full of strife

I'm sure that you've heard his name mentioned before
And he's knocking and waiting for you to open the door

He''ll keep knocking and waiting for that day to come
When you'll open that door to become one with his son

Because he loves you so, he'll never ever cease
He wants you to love him and rest in his peace

-Cheryle (Griggs) Bayard